Traveling to ancient times to become a princess, she wins every step of the way

Long Yunxuan, Su Liluo and others, who had been trapped by the arrow rain and the human formation, could not come out of the encirclement until Wuying lost his life.

The long swords in their hands were killing people like crazy, and they couldn't count how many people they had killed.

The bodies and faces of Su Liluo and Long Yunxuan were already stained with the blood of the Nanting soldiers.

Li Fei was still injured, with blood dripping from his wrist.

But Nangong Yun felt that all this was not enough.

Standing at a high place, he looked at Long Nishang carefully holding Wuying, and his heart felt like there were countless poisonous snakes biting him, and he went crazy with jealousy.

Raising his wrist, the nine-section whip that had been pulled out of Wuying's body swept over his body again.

Nangong Yun looked at Long Nishang ruthlessly: "He is already dead, what are you still holding him for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuying's body was pulled hard by him, flew out of Long Nishang's arms, and was then thrown out.

Long Nishang stared blankly as Wuying's body was thrown down from the high steps by Nangong Yun and fell on the open space in front of the palace gate.

"No!"

This time, she completely collapsed.

A bright red figure stood up from the ground. Long Nishang jumped up without thinking and jumped towards the ground where Wuying was.

"You are crazy!"

Nangong Yun didn't expect Long Nishang to do this. He raised the nine-section whip in his hand to stop her, but missed.

"damn it!"

Just when he flew up and wanted to catch Long Nishang, several figures fell from the high walls of the palace.

It was the archers who were kicked over.

"Nangong Yun! Stop!"

After the archers fell, many people in white clothes appeared at the same time.

It was Zu Yi, who had gone back to move reinforcements, and came with his clan members.

The scepter in his hand separated Nangong Yun's hand that was reaching for Long Nichang, and the tribesmen behind him took action to catch Long Nichang who jumped from a high place.

Most of the archers were wiped out, and the people in white came to help.

Su Liluo and Long Yunxuan quickly broke through the siege and fought their way out from the siege of the Nanting soldiers.

Only now did they see Wuying's tragic situation clearly.

"Wuying! Xiaojiu!"

Su Liluo looked at Wuying's lifeless body in disbelief, as well as Long Nishang's miserable and helpless appearance, as if his whole body had been poured with ice water.

No shadow!

"Nangong Yun!!"

Su Liluo's clear eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the red dress embroidered with gold was instantly shattered by her sudden burst of internal energy and scattered in the air.

The white underwear danced in the wind, making her long ink hair look even darker.

At this time, Zu Yi was hit by Nangong Yun's palm, staggered a few steps, and fell behind Su Liluo.

Su Liluo turned her back to Zu Yi and whispered: "Nangong Yun, you deserve to die!"

Nangong Yun twirled the tips of his fingers, rolled down his sleeves lazily, and looked at Su Liluo with some disdain: "Hey! You don't have a soft tone!"

Su Liluo held a sword in one hand and climbed up the stairs. She looked up at Nangong Yun: "Nangong Yun, you shouldn't have taken over Yunfan's body, let alone killed Wuying."

"Haha, that idiot, he is so stupid, leaving this body to him is a waste!

Also, what? Who do I need to kill without your approval? "

"That's not necessary, but you have to pay the price."

At this moment, there was no trace of Yun Fan in the person in front of Su Liluo.

He just killed Wuying Nangong Yun.

"Tsk..." Nangong Yun didn't take her seriously.

Long Yunxuan looked at Su Liluo with some worry. He knew how important Yunfan was to her.

At this moment, she should be feeling more painful than anyone else.

"Long Yunxuan, leave the rest to you, Nangong Yun, leave it to me."

At this moment, Su Liluo was terrifyingly calm.

"Okay, you have to be careful."

The sword in Long Yunxuan's hand blocked her from all the Nanting soldiers who wanted to swarm forward.

He left her the opportunity to settle accounts with Nangong Yun.

Su Liluo turned her wrist, and the soft sword made a long chanting sound. It was her Liu Ying. Gu Baihe had sent Liu Ying back to Prince Rui's Mansion before, but this time Long Yunxuan brought it to her.

The figure flew up, the tip of the sword instantly became straight, and it stabbed towards Nangong Yun's heart, but he easily dodged it.

Growing up, Nangong Yun would secretly practice his internal strength and martial arts while Yun Fan was asleep.

Yunfan never knew of his existence.

Until that day, Nangong Yun almost went crazy while practicing martial arts and woke up Yun Fan.

Only then did he realize that there was another person living in his body.

That man was completely different from his character, he was bloodthirsty and cruel.

It was his imperial grandmother who used the secret technique of southern Xinjiang to seal him when he was born.

After the death of his grandmother, Nangong Yun appeared more and more often, and his energy when resisted by Yun Fan became more and more powerful.

In fact, the prediction made by the great wizard of the black tribe when Yun Fan was born that the prince was the reincarnation of a blood evil star and would kill his father and mother was not all nonsense.

However, as the Queen Mother, the former Saint of Southern Xinjiang looked at the cute appearance of her own grandson, and felt soft for a moment, so she used the forbidden secret technique of Southern Xinjiang to seal his bloodthirsty side, and finally gave birth to Nangong. Yun's personality.

Compared to Yun Fan, who only knew the soul-stirring technique, Nangong Yun's combat power was very strong, not even inferior to Jiu Sha.

Su Liluo fought with him for more than ten moves, but instead of gaining any advantage, she was even injured.

She raised her hand and wiped away the bloodshot eyes at the corner of her mouth. The wrist holding the soft sword was shaking a little, and her arm was injured by Nangong Yun's internal force.

The robes were flying, the corners of Nangong Yun's handsome lips were raised, and the arrogant light in his eyes was extremely arrogant.

"Tsk tsk, Su Liluo, you only have so much ability. I really don't know what that idiot sees in you!?"

Seeing that she was injured, Long Yunxuan couldn't bear her to challenge Nangong Yun alone again.

After the white-clothed tribesmen appeared, together with Li Fei and the secret guards, they had repelled many of the Nanting soldiers. He jumped up and stood beside her.

"Are you OK!?"

"Ah."

Su Liluo shook her head, took a deep breath, and turned to look at him, Long Yunxuan, with some reluctance.

After a long while, she spoke: "Although my reason tells me that you shouldn't come, I'm still very happy that you can come.

Sorry, Wuying..."

When she said Wuying's name, she choked up: "I'm sorry, Long Yunxuan, Wuying, I brought him out, but I can never take him back.

Xiaojiu, you have to take it back unscathed.

Let me resolve the grudge between me and him by myself. "

In the past few days, Su Liluo had been locked up in the palace and had already figured out the whole story.

After all, she was the one who brought Nangong Yun into trouble. If it weren't for her, Yun Fan wouldn't have fallen ill with a high fever, and he wouldn't have been able to take advantage of Yun Fan's weakness to take advantage of him.

Long Yunxuan looked into her bright eyes and knew in his heart that as long as she wanted to do something, he couldn't stop it.

Only support.

"Okay, I won't interfere. I promise you that I will take Xiaojiu back. But you also promise me that you will go back with us."